An Encounter

I was in the central square in my hometown, doing the most boring thing, waiting. This place looks similar to what I was in several years ago, it is still with my ideals of the past. I could see myself running, playing football, playing basketball and doing some ridiculous things with my friends.

From the distance, I saw a young lady with a familiar face. She was in preparation to go home. I was trying to remember who she is, "Of course, she is my ex-girlfriend".

I called her and waved my hand. she stopped her motorcycle and pulled it over. With a frowning face, she came to me and smilingly asked me thousands of questions "Hananta? Is that you? Where have you been? How are you?".

"Hey hey, calm down. Don't be so hysteric. I'm fine. What are you doing here?"

"Haha... I have just played basketball, and you?"

"Visiting friends, but he is supposedly still in the bed, that is why I'm here. Are you in hurry?"

"Boys are lazy. No, I'm about to go there, buy some drink, come on, let's have some conversations"

"Okay" 

*****

We went to a juice stall in the corner of the central square. We sat in a long wooden seat. As she drank, she said "You looked different. What happened to you?"

"Do I? I don't know, perhaps some problems have shaped me to be a bit different person"

"Hmm... You do. May I ask you something?"

"Yeah, feel free to ask" I said.

"Why did you choose me? I mean, several years ago in school, there were many girls who were obviously more beautiful, richer, nicer, and taller than me"

"Haha cliche. When you slept, why do you wear  pajamas? Why don't you use clothes which are more expensive and more fashionable? It is not about better or what, it is just about fitted or not"

"You have changed to be a philosopher haha. If I were your 'pajamas', why did you leave me and find another girl?"

"Haha... There were so many philosopher in my class as if I took psychology or philosophy department in my university, I learn a lot from them. Anyway, that was because somebody had stolen my pajamas"

"Stolen?" She asked me.

"Yeah", at least, 'stolen' is a better diction rather than if I said 'My pajamas is used by somebody to sleep' right?"

"Okay, Now I know that you do change. You become a way more talk-active and smarter."

"You mean I did look goofy and geeky?"

"Haha, you know now"

"Shit! May I ask you something?"

"Yes of course"

"Do I look like a pervert?"

She looked a my face and laughed "Why do you ask me that question? Yes you do. Your eyes.. I mean, the way you look at somebody. it is too... I don't know how to describe it. Your stares 'undress' everyone you are staring at. You look at someone so deeply"

"Oh so that is right? Anyway, I will not concern about it. It will always be 'me' no matter how thousand people judge that I'm creepy or something. People will know me after they get to know me"

"Yes, but it will be a bit difficult for you to convince women right? They will feel bother and insecure"

"Yeah I know, but now, I do not pay more attention in searching any women. If my dream is looking for women, and it is what motivate me. Then, when I grasp my dream, things that will be happened to my life is just the void. I may look for more and more dreams to motivate me. It is endless"

With a very serious face, she said "Nice words, you have been more mature and wise"

"That is actually a quote, not my own words haha" I said.

Suddenly, my Phone rang. "It is my friend, he has finally got up. I have to go, but I won't ask your phone number. Just count on he fate, like today. I will be here in three months, a year, or longer. See you..."

Laughingly, she said "Haha I don't ask for your phone number either. Okay Mr. Philosopher, see you next time."

Now, I have proved that my past relationship would not always end up being like a stranger or even an enemy although my old love hardly blossom again.